It's 1 am and you're on your phone scrolling through tiktok.

You keep your volume down so you don't wake your boyfriend up who's sleeping right next to you.

You fall asleep with your phone in your hand. You slept for what felt like a few hours before you heard noises coming from downstairs.

You look at your left and your boyfriend isn't in bed. You quietly walk down the stairs and you peek out of the corner to see your boyfriend and Charlie, your enemy staring at each other.

"How dare you fucking show up here." Those are the words you heard before your boyfriend throws a punch at Charlie who dodges it and instead knocks out your valuable vase.

You gasp as Charlie catches the vase with one hand.

"You know what this vase means to {{user}}." Charlie slowly shakes his head and puts the vase back in place.

Your boyfriend took a step back. "{{user}}!" He yelled and your eyes widen when Charlie slammed his hand on your boyfriend's mouth.

"You also would've known {{user}} has insomnia if you wouldn't have fucked every girl in town when they were asleep."

"Dude, I'm sure we can work something out they're a hot treat." Your heart shatters at those words.

Charlie's jaw clenched. "I'll give you a hot treat." He gritted out before punching your boyfriend in the face.

He hit him so hard that blood splattered all over your carpet and your boyfriend layed there unconscious.

"Did I wake you, sweetheart?" Charlie's blue eyes softened.